

The Two Dolls Two old and broken dolls lay at the bottom of a trunk.The Two Dolls by ~Dreadhawk
Cast away and forgotten amongst countless other junk.
A missing eye, a misplaced limb and stitches torn apart,
Sad remains of once beautiful works of art.
A broken button, a crooked blouse and smiles that were lost,
Two poor and twisted souls became abused and tossed.
But in this dank putrid corner of a world so dark,
Something in the air around them ignited a spark.
A light, a warmth and a feeling of connection,
Two kindred spirits embraced in affection.
One girl, one boy and innumerable similarities,
Their hearts became shared through their peculiarities.
And no matter the d


HelloGoodbye Instead of saying hello i'm saying goodbye. Goodbye to you, goodbye to who i want to be, and goodbye to my hopes and dreams. The life i want is a life i'll never have because of her. How can i compete? She's prettier then i am. She's more popular then i am. I can't fight fot your attention because i know that i'll lose. Knowing of my lose breaks my heart i two. You're something great. She's lucky to have you. I just hope someday you'll realize that you belong with me. I hope someday you'll realize that i love you. I hope someday you'll realize that we were meant to be.HelloGoodbye by ~wentzlover222


run and hide why does there have to be a reason for everything?run and hide by *learntospel
why can't people just do things the way they want to do it
and feel things without having to know why?
i'm here
i just want everything to be simple again
when i was little
when i could run and hide under my bed when i was scared and confused
when i never felt empty
or alone
when songs didn't have meanings
when nobody was listening to the lyrics
when they were just music, that made people happy
with no underlying messages
real tears you can't just wipe away
you have to let them roll down
i don't even know what i'm saying anymore


Never Give Up This is a NEW kind of writing i'm trying, so PLEASE tell me what you think. Thanks :)Never Give Up by ~SteveePearcee
He calls her up, Tells her he needs to talk.
It's an emergency, meet me at the dock.
She rushes to get ready, it must be something good.
why else would he call her, he know that he never should.
she gets in the car, and he drives up to the road.
he says I have a story, so please listen to what your told.
But before he talks, she can see a letter, wrapped up with a bow.
She ask's what is it, and is it for her? but he says first listen to what your told.
The Story Goes...
There once two best friends, two best friends that could never break.
Two best